The city changed first.
People began remembering things that had never happened.
A shopkeeper insisted he had known Airi for years.
A teacher remembered a student who had never attended the school.
A little boy described a lake that did not exist.
Spiritual disturbances spread through the streets.
Ren and Airi followed the pattern and discovered that every disturbance
formed part of the same moon symbol.
At sunset, a stranger approached Airi.
“You remember more than you should.”
Airi stopped.
“Who are you?”
The stranger smiled.
“Someone who remembers what your family forgot.”
Ren stepped between them.
The stranger disappeared.
Airi looked down.
Her notebook was open.
A sentence had appeared on the page:
THE HUNTER REMEMBERS FIRST.
That night, the city's lights flickered in unison.
Somewhere beneath the streets, something ancient opened its eyes.
Ren finally told Airi about his childhood.
His mother, Kaede Kurogawa, had known about the moon symbol.
When Ren was young, she warned him never to follow strange dreams.
“Some dreams are memories,” she had told him.
“Memories of what?”
She never answered.
Kaede had also told him never to return to the Kurogawa estate if the
moon appeared in his dreams.
Ren had thought she was simply frightened by family history.
Now he understood that she had been protecting him.
“She knew about Lim,” he said.
Airi nodded.
“And the Hunter?”
Ren looked away.
“I heard the name once.”
Before they could continue, Ren's phone rang.
There was no number.
He answered.
Silence.
Then a woman's voice whispered:
“Your mother was right.”
The call ended.
Ren's face had gone pale.
Airi placed her notebook on the table.
“Whatever happens, we find the truth together.”
Ren looked at her.
For the first time, he smiled.
“Together.”
Outside the window, the moon appeared.
And someone whispered Ren's full name from the darkness